#whitney bell

[big-moon-little-moon]

Why should Ashton choose a god when they just witnessed the greatest miracle be performed by a simple old turtle lady - making FCG admit that they need help too.

[creat0rstudi0]

✨The "orange team"✨

@alextydaisuda123

@gl1tchy-4rt

@bigboybird

@t0w3rp1zza

[ancientsongs]

IM WRITING A JAMES BEAUFORT FIC ON WATTPAD.

[aemonds-little-belle]

After my Ewan Mitchell = Milo Thatch realization a few days ago I've been dabbling and have re-casted the whole movie ... Do they all make sense? No, and I'm sure someone else has better idea, but this is just for fun sooooo Enjoy (Or don't)

(Ewan and Whitney are the perfect height for that one hugging scene near the end of the movie (If you know, you know) so they're even better casting due to that alone)

[elliesbelle]

that one annoying girl ???? with the headphones ????

[batwhisper]

Some Whitney doodle to test out a cheap ahh pen if it mixes or bleeds. It's not the best bec I couldn't finish it and bec I used a ballpoint on top of the bell pens so it kinda scraped off the colors...

...Also yes, I use pen for sketching. I don't like the feel of pencil lead getting on my hands :'D

[sluts4matt]

HIGHER (420 special)

pairing: bsf!nate x mixed reader

summary: you've celebrated 4/20 every year since you were sixteen with a group of your friends, this year you were bringing one of your good friends nate to the get together. what happens when things take a turn between you two

warnings: SMUT, p in v, semi-public, swearing, making out, use of weed, pet names (use of ma), praising, use of y/n

word count: 2316

authors note: this was supposed to be out last week i'm ngl, i've just been busy and did in fact celebrate 4/20 so i fell asleep before i really got any work in on it.

view my master list here

april twentieth had to be your favorite day. the day your people got together to celebrate a plant helping them with the cruel world. this year you were happy to say your best friend nate would be joining you and your friends.

you pulled the tank top over your head, looking at yourself in the mirror before grabbing your watermelon flavored lip balm that your friend nick gave you.

you opened the tube, twisting the product up some before smearing it on your lips and smacking them together.

you slid on a pair of shoes, grabbing your pink bag containing pre-rolls and dabs, grabbing your keys and exiting your house. you locked the door and climbed in the driver's seat of your car, pulling away from your house.

you pulled up to the dispensary, walking into the shop. the bell above the door jingled when you pushed it open. "my favorite - shouldn't be here - customer," a girl with curly black hair and tattoos covering her arms smiles.

"hellooo whitney," you smile, walking up to the older woman. "need a new cartridge?"

"i mean... i didn't, i came in here for more dab, i'll be out by the end of the night. but do you have the blueberry kush west coast cure cartridge since i'm here?"

whitney nodded her head, you had come in a while back looking for one, but they didn't have any in stock. "you're in luck, we just got our inventory for the month last week."

you followed the woman to the back, not that you were supposed to be there since it was employees only. "hey, y/n," a guy with a backwards hat and gages greeted.

"hey axel," you greet, stopping behind whitney as she digs through boxes. "how are the babies?"

axel grins, his eyes crinkling up at the corners. "good, my girlfriend took the week off work so she could stay with them."

"ohhh that's so nice," you say. you had seen the twins a few times, even being blessed enough to babysit for a few hours while him and his girlfriend had date night.

whitney let out a small shout of success. "here it is, now, you're going to want to start low and then work your way up. you're a light weight compared to most of our customers."

you roll your eyes at her, "i am not," you huff. "that's not what i saw last time i did your nails," the lady grinned. whitney had been your go to for nails, having practiced while she was in high school.

"whatever," you roll your eyes, following her to the front. she rung up the dab, already knowing what her favorite customer liked and a cartridge. she stopped you before you swiped your card.

you watched as she scanned her badge, giving you a 30% discount. "i'll forever be grateful," you tell her.

"you know it. enjoy, have fun," she winked.

you walked back to your car, placing the white bag in the back before backing out of the parking space. you turned your left blinker on, turning out of the driveway.

the drive to nates house wasn't long, a whopping ten minutes. you pulled up to the curb, not even having time to pull up his contact before he was walking out the door.

you unlocked the doors, nate sliding in the passenger seat. "i hope you're ready to get baked out of your mind," you joke. he let out a small chuckle, taking the grey hood he wore off of his head, leaving him in his pink beanie.

"nice beanie," you muse, pulling away from his house and towards the park.

"thanks," he mumbled. "i'm glad to be going with you, it'll be fun," he smiles. "mhm," you hum, pulling up to the park fifteen minutes later. you turned your blinker on, turning into the parking lot before taking a parking space next to your friend sadies jeep.

"ready?"

"yep," nate replied, climbing out of the car.

you pulled your bag from the back, slinging it over your shoulder and grabbing the white bag before shutting the door. "heyyy," sadie and her girlfriend, emma, greeted getting out of her jeep.

"hey hey," you grinned, the two girls hugging you. "we were waiting for you guys," sadie informed. you nodded your head, starting the small walk towards the group of people.

you had met sadie a few years ago, her girlfriend emma being a family friend of yours. nate had joined the group some months back, the two of you running into each other at dunkin and immediately hit it off.

"hey guys," you greet, everyone saying their hellos. "well let's get the party started then," a girl with dyed red hair stated, pulling a lighter from her bra as she lit up the blunt she had held between her fingers.

a few hours into the gathering, you were happily baked.

you sat between nate and sadie, nates hand wrapped around your waist in order to provide some form of heat for you as you ate the watermelon popsicles someone had brought.

you sucked the tip of it into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip. nate coughed next to you, you pulled the tip out with a pop, looking at him as he took a deep breath.

"are you okay?" you question, handing him the popsicle. he grabbed it, nodding his head. "i'm good," he choked out.

"alrighty then," you laugh, reaching up and grabbing his beanie, putting it on your own head. you stood, stretching and cracking your joints as you did so. you held your hand out to nate, "wanna take a walk?"

he grabbed your hand, allowing you to help him stand. you turned to your friends, letting them know where the two of you were going, emma and sadie wiggling their eyebrows.

you grabbed your bag, throwing it over your shoulder as the two of you started walking, nates hand still holding yours.

"i'm glad you came with me today," you admit, leaning against him.

"so am i," he agrees. the two of you walk in silence, enjoying each others company. you reach a large tree, nate letting go of your hand to climb up it.

"actually?" you giggle, watching the boy jump to wrap his arms around a branch. he looked down at you, a small grin on his face. "come on."

you set your bag on the ground, grabbing a hold of the branch and jumping. nate caught your ankle, helping you climb into the tree. "what are we doing in a tree," you question, leaning against him.

he took the beanie off of your head, putting it on his own. "because i like trees," he shrugs. "oh yeah," you giggle, resting your head on his shoulder. you sit in a comfortable silence, the air around the two of you growing tense.

nate leaned his head against yours, turning his head some so his lips were closer to your ear. "i'm really glad we became friends," he admitted, nudging the side of your neck with his nose.

"me too," you sigh, smiling.

he pressed a small kiss to the side of your neck, making your smile grow. "i'm glad to hear," he mumbled, placing another kiss.

you felt a small amount of heat pool in the pit of your stomach. "we should probably get down," you mumbled, pushing the feeling down.

"probably," he mumbled. you both stood, nate dropping from the tree first. he held his arms up, his hands wrapping around your calves, sliding up as you slid down.

your legs wrapped around his torso as you slid, in hopes to stabilize yourself more as you slid.

the two of you fell back onto the ground, nates hand coming to rest on your back as you laid on top of him. you let out a small gasp, nate's breath fanning your face as the two of you laughed.

"are you okay?" you giggle, lifting your head up some to look down at the boy. "never better," he grins, his eyes flickering from yours to your lips.

he lifted his head up some, pressing his lips to yours quickly before he could talk himself out of it.

you kissed back, his hand moving to grip the back of your neck. his thumb rubbed soothing circles, the kiss not being rushed. you pulled back, looking at him. "can we go to your house?"

"please."

you pushed yourself off of him, helping him up. you grabbed your bag, taking his hand and guiding him back to the party. "hey guys," you smile, catching the attention of the group.

"hey," a few greeted. "hey, um, we're going to head out," nate stated.

"ooohh," sadie grinned, a smirk on her face. "die," you point, earning a giggle from her. "i love youuuu," she yells as you walk away. "i love you too," you yell back, laughing.

the walk to your car was quiet, the two of you walking slowly. you stopped at the passenger side door, opening it for him. "such a gentlewoman," he grins, you rolling your eyes.

you slid into the drivers seat, buckling and starting the car. you pulled away from the park, nate resting his hand on your thigh. his thumb running circles on your thigh.

the air in the car was thick with sexual tension, your breathing a little heavy. nate slid his hand further up, his fingertips grazing your core.

"this okay?" he asked, noticing you let out a shakey breath. "yeah," you breathed, gripping the steering wheel harder.

his finger ran down your core, a small groan escaping his throat. "fuck," he muttered.

"what?" you questioned, glancing at him.

"you're soaking."

you let out a small whine, biting your lip. "pull over," he groaned.

"wha- why," you stutter. "because i don't think i can wait until we get to my house," he mumbles. you bite your lip, pulling off into a hidden part of the road.

"turn the car off," he mumbles, pulling his seatbelt off and sliding his seat as far back as it would go. you turn the car off, undoing your seatbelt and shifting to straddle his lap.

you leaned forward, attaching your lips to his. his hands gripped your waist, his hips bucking up to meet yours. "fuck, can't wait to be inside you," he groaned, kissing along your jaw.

you ground down against him, the two of you moaning in unison. nate slid his hand between the two of you, pushing your skirt up as he undid his pants.

he pulled his member out, stroking it a few times before pushing your underwear to the side. he groaned, your slick coating the head. "fuck, so wet," he groaned.

"all for you," you whispered, nipping his earlobe. he pushed you down, the head pushing into your entrance. "fuck," you squeaked shoving your face into his neck.

"oh shit," he moaned, your walls hugging him. he pulled your shirt and bra cup down, his mouth connecting to one of your nipples.

"fuck, nate," you whined, pulling his beanie off and grabbing his hair. his tongue flicked your nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive nub.

he thrust his hips up, a cry escaping your mouth. "i'm sorry," he muttered, not stopping the shallow thrusts.

"fuck," you cried, the coil in the pit of your stomach tightening. "m'close," you moan. "already?" he grinned cockily, a moan escaping his own lips as you tightened around him.

you nodded your head, biting your lip and looking away from him. his hand grabbed your chin, pulling your head to face him. "let me hear that pretty voice," he cooed, thrusting up into you.

your hands rested on his shoulders, his thrusts speeding up. "fuck nate," you moaned. "right there," you cry, throwing your head back.

nate grinned, "right there ma?" he teased, his teeth connecting to your exposed neck. he thrusted into the spot, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

"fuck," you moaned, the coil in your stomach snapping. your orgasm hit, your body shaking in his grasp.

"that's it," he encouraged. he kissed along your jaw, his hips working you through your orgasm.

"wait, shit," you moaned, his thrusts not faltering.

"why," he questioned, a small frown on his face. "cause... i'll cum again," you stutter. "okay, and?" he teased, biting his lip and smirking.

"oh," you moaned, leaning against him. he grabbed your ass, bouncing you in his lap. you leaned forward, connecting your lips to his.

he squeezed your ass, your walls clenching around him. "gonna make me cum," he breathed, his hips speeding up. you bounced with him, your breasts in his face. he kissed the tops of them, his lips moving across the skin.

"nate, oh my god," you moaned, throwing your head back. "so pretty," he breathed, his lips sucking a hickey into the skin above your nipple. "nate," you warned, your second orgasm approaching.

"cum for me," he ordered, his fingers digging into your waist.

you clenched around him, your second orgasm hitting. his hips stuttered, the coil in his stomach snapping as he shot his seed into you. the two of you panted, trying to catch your breaths.

he pressed his lips to yours, his hand roughly tangling in your hair. "so pretty," he murmured, pulling away and kissing along your neck. "such a pretty girl," he breathed, kissing your jaw.

"oh god," you breathed, your heart rate speeding up. nate smiled against your neck, pulling away and pressing his lips to yours. "so pretty," he breathed.

you bit your lip, sliding off his lap and adjusting your bra and skirt. nate tucked himself back in his pants, a blush on his cheeks. "wanna go to your place," you questioned, a shy smile on your face.

"absolutely," he grins. you start the car, buckling and backing out.

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[propertyofwhitney67]

Are you mad? No, I'm scared shitless.

M!Whitney x AFAB!Reader

Words: 896

TW: Pregnancy

Note: I don't know how to feel about this one...

I stared down at the test and two red lines stared back at me. I’m pregnant and it’s Whitney’s.

The bathroom door opening and chatting broke me from my trance. I quickly tossed the test in the trash and left the stall. I shook as I washed my hands, my mind was running wild. What am I going to do? How is he going to react? 

I walked into math class and quietly took my seat. I dropped my head to my desk and desperately tried to calm myself down. It felt like ages before the bell rang and Whitney walked into class, taking his seat beside me.

I anxiously bounced my leg and tried to focus on River speaking, but it was no use. I couldn’t focus on anything besides my rapidly beating heart. Whitney seemed to notice my anxiety and gave me his hand to play with. It helped a little. Thankfully class went by quickly, River ignored me and Whitney for the most part.

When the bell rang I quickly got out of my seat, almost forgetting my bag and leaving the classroom. I didn’t bother going to English class, I didn’t want to have to deal with Kylar. I hid away in the bathroom and didn’t come out till school was over.

I went to the locker room and changed into my normal clothes then went searching for Whitney. I have to tell him, he deserves that much. I found him outside the school talking with his friends. I made my way over and tugged at his arm, “Whitney…”

He looked down at me irritated, “What do you want, slut?” 

I looked at him pleadingly, “Can we talk, over here.” I gestured to an area away from everyone else.

“What? You’ve never been shy about fucking me in public before.” He joked and pulled his arm away.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself and not break down then and there. “Please, Whitney. It’s important.”

He rolled his eyes but agreed, walking away with me. “What is it?”

“I’m pregnant.” I answered shakily, trying to hold back tears. ”And before you ask, it’s yours.” I kept my head down, afraid to see his reaction.

He was quiet, unusually quiet, and it scared me. I wrapped my arms around myself as I let the tears finally fall. “How long?”

My head shot up in confusion, “What?”

“I said how long? How long have you known?” He repeated himself forcefully as if he was holding back his emotions.

I shook my head in confusion, “This morning, I took a test in the bathroom.”

He took a deep breath and dug the palms of his hands into his eyes, “Fuck…” He went quiet again, thinking hard about something. I fidgeted where I stood, waiting for him to say something, to get mad and yell, tell me to fuck off, anything. Anything would be better than the silence. 

After what felt like forever but was only a few minutes he uncovered his face and took me by the arm, dragging me with him. “Wha-”

“Shut up.” There was no arguing with him as he dragged me to his house and into his room.

I dropped my bag on the floor and sat on his bed. He began to pace the floor of his room. After a few minutes I asked him, “Are you mad?”

This seemed to break him out of his thoughts as he stopped pacing, “What?” He took a seat beside me, “No, I’m not mad…I’m scared shitless.” I snorted a laugh at his confession. I was scared too but I found it funny how he could still act like himself despite the situation.

“What are we gonna do?” I asked, suddenly feeling tired. My emotions drained all my energy.

He kissed the top of my head, “The best we can.” I kicked off my shoes, crawling up his bed and laying down where Whitney quickly joined me, resting his head on the pillow next to me.

I started playing with his hair, “How are we gonna get out of here…?”

“I have a plan.”

I looked down at him and asked in a joking manner, “You, a plan?” This was not a time to be joking but I found it funny that he, of all people, had a plan.

Whitney sighed, “Yes, I do. I know it’s hard for a slut like you to listen, so pay attention. Do you remember how you helped me study for those tests?” I nodded, “They were for college and I got accepted…I didn’t want to tell you unless I got in, and well I did.”

“How?” I asked baffled that he, Whitney the school bully, was accepted into college.

He looked up at me with a smirk, “What? Am I not smart enough for college?”

I rolled my eyes, “No…I’m just surprised. What does that have to do with this though?”

He rubbed my stomach, “I’m taking you with me, I think it’s the best chance to get us out of here.” He’s right, it is. It might be the only way for us to get out of here.

“Promise you won’t just leave me behind?” I asked, scared he’d leave me here alone and pregnant.

He took my hand and kissed it, “I promise slut, I’m not leaving you or our baby behind.”

𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

𝘒𝘰-𝘍𝘪

[tangerine-dream-machine]

do you wanna see the west with me?

Notes below!

This is not a realistic road trip at all, but here are the places/activities shown:

Yorktown Battlefield, Virginia: the site where General Cornwallis surrendered in 1781, bringing the end of the Revolutionary War

Liberty Bell, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: the famous bell with the message "Proclaim Liberty Throughout All the Land Unto All the Inhabitants thereof", and later a symbol of liberty for abolitionists and suffragists

Drive-in theater: outdoor cinemas that reached their peak in popularity in the 1950s to 60s; the film is The Searchers (1956)

Kayaking: a fun lake/ocean activity

Trail of Tears National Historic Trail: this trail crosses nine states and follows the forced displacement of Cherokees, Chickasaws, Choctaws, Muscogees, and Seminoles due to the Indian Removal Act in 1830

Traffic (and billboards): a bane to many and common in car-dependent cities

Cedar Hill Cemetery, Vicksburg, Mississippi: one of the oldest cemeteries in the US still being used; predates the Civil War and includes a Confederate burial site

Devil's Tower, Wyoming: a majestic (and sacred) butte and the first US national monument

Bonneville Salt Flats, Utah: a flat, empty salt pan estimated to hold 147 million tons of salt and a popular racing site

Old Faithful, Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming: a geyser in the world's first national park known for its reliable eruptions

Gas station, Nowhere, USA

Horseback riding, Montana: no comment, just a fun time

Las Vegas, Nevada: the world renowned Sin City, a place that caters to many vices

Stanley R. Mickelsen Safeguard Complex, North Dakota: group of missile defense facilities including missile silos and the pyramid-shaped radar system; built in 1975 and decommissioned after one day of operation, a "monument to man's fear and ignorance"

Hoover Dam, Nevada and Arizona: hydroelectric power plant on the Colorado River; the highest dam in the world at the time of its completion in 1935

Space Needle, Seattle, Washington: an observation tower with a revolving restaurant built for the 1962 World Fair "Living in the Space Age", a theme chosen to show the US was not lagging behind the USSR in the Space Race

Sequoia National Park, California: home of the world's largest tree by volume (General Sherman) and the highest point in the contiguous US (Mount Whitney)

Muir Beach Overlook, California: a former base station overlook with dugouts that gained importance immediately after the attack on Pearl Harbor in 1941 as a means to watch for attacks on nearby San Francisco

@usukweek

[dol-confessions]

I want to rob everyone. Like... literally everyone. All People of Interest and Love interests. I know it'll be a bitch to code but I want it so bad...

Let me rob Bailey during fights and face the consequences and see the look they give us (like how they stare at us for beating up people pay for us in our sleep), I want Wren to smirk at us while we leave the cottage with nothing but their wallet and the pot.... Remy losing their handmade and produced leather wallet to a 'dumb cow'. Leighton paying us for sex but finding a few extra bills missing...

Let me rob Avery during sex and feel their wrath. Alex wondering if their pockets were always so light. I can imagine Eden putting a bell on us to make sure our grubby little hands don't take anything else but their heart.

I want to see Whitney getting lowkey turned on by seeing us rob them blind—similar to how we get + Love when we commit crimes with them. Need to see Kylar on their knees trying to shove more money into our hands. Yearn to see Sydney try to get us to change or grow tempted to either rob us back in a sinful form of flirtation.

The image of Robin feeling betrayed if we pickpocket them lives rent free in my mind especially... Stealing their money from them when we're supposedly their protector?

Love it.

That's so hot...

-mod gwylan

[goatpaste]

🖌️ any jjba oc designs with irl fashion inspiration?

I've actually draw a good bit of my jojo ocs, so I'll just show which of my ocs have direct inspos I can point to!

Before I saw this look, I had been drawing Roxanne as a general shadowy figure I only knew I wanted her to be a woman. So when I saw this image I was like.. yeah.. yeah this is her

Boogie Wonderland's design was inspired by these looks. while Seal's was inspired generally by the sparkly Bell Bottom jumpsuit that was popular in the 70's disco theme. I wanted her to have a disco/flower power thing going on. Her theming is a bit of the influence of the flowers to Roxanne's design

Ruby is 100% straight up and down inspired by Ruby Rohd's from 5th element and this image of 'Fishnet stockings' fr lol. Also the Happy Birthday is such a silly inside joke between a friend and I from when we play sea of thieves and play music to calm the snakes. I just said they were all named Happy Birthday because it was my favorite thing to play.

straight up both Whitney and Super Trouper are inspired by Cher's look in Mamma Mia 2 here we go again in the final number of Super Trouper. The movie was whatever but the costume design was really a highlight for it i cannot lie. Whitney was originally a design i made in a set to sell but i fell in love with him and didnt have the hear to sell him hehe. But generally his outfit took inspo from a few of the outfits from that number but Whitney's outfit and Super Troupers look is based on Cher.

The Wolf was inspired by this collection, but most specifically this specific look.

It does NOT show in the final design (left) lol, bUT i did use Zendaya's Joan of Arc look for Sir Dukes look. I think you can see the inspo a lot more in their orginal design's draft (right)

Mac just is just generally inspired by wrestling outfits, but Radio Star themself was inspired by this look from the Video Killed the Radio Star music video

OK i knOWWww this isnt my jojo oc from my nuclear heat fan part, but i did want to point out the inspo for my Dinopants Giorno girl, Gigi and her outfit being inspired by the ABBA heart jumpsuit :3

[spoonsand]

PART 2

RIP RED DEAD CHARACTERS YOU WOULD HAVE LOVED

Dutch- podcasts (making his own) + AITA Reddit stories, Coca Cola, monocles

Hosea- bingo, 70s disco music, swing dancing

Arthur- little toy dinosaur dig kits with the teeny tiny shovels, trampolines, Nanaimo bars

John- remote control toy cars, divorced dad music, Mountain Dew

Lenny- antiques, Epic Rap Battles of History (he would duel Sean and sometimes Karen),

Sean- roblox trolling, bell bottoms, GTA

Strauss- flootie pajamas, ebeneezer Scrooge outfits, cold calling

Trelawney- earl gray tea, crashing weddings, throwing pies into people’s faces

Charles- flower crowns, rock tumblers, surfing

Pearson- papas’s games (pizzeria, freezeria, ect), embroidery, floral scents

Micah- court ordered anger management, Andrew Tate, FailArmy videos

Javier- zyns, woodworking, eyebrow slits

Kieran- Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron, model trains (him, Sean, Lenny, Arthur, Tilly and Sadie would be absolutely mystified by the set Susan bought him)

Bill- short shorts, petting zoos, animal shelters

Uncle- Leslie Neilson films, heating pads, aligator meat

Reverend- online gambling, Pink Whitney, dap pens

Susan- wine, gold hoops, edibles on a late Friday night (shares with Dutch)

Mary-Beth- choose your own adventure books, Our Souls at Night/The Book Club/And so It Goes, lip lining

Molly- olives, grey’s anatomy, Butterscotch ice cream

Karen- scary movies, WWE, flip flops

Abigail- sparkling water, tiny hand bag sized dogs, face masks

Sadie - butterfly knife, industrial piercing, The Hells Angles,

Tilly- baseball, Star Wars, Volkswagen beetles

Jack- Roblox, Scooby doo movies, tootsie rolls

Bessie- Fleetwood Mac, block parties (she’d host her own), Subway

Annabel- Madonna, waist beads, jelly shoes

Issac- lava lamps, Lego video games, Trelawny

[lovelytsunoda]

how will I know? // marcus armstrong

summary: marcus has the hots for a barista at florida's trendiest cafe. it's not the pumpkin spice that keeps bringing him back. perhaps its the fact that he doesn't know how to ask her out that's holding him back.

pairing: marcus armstrong x barista! reader

warnings: pumpkin spice lattes, mid-season exams, i don't know jack shit about coffee so if the terminology doesn't make sense, don't sue me. Clement has no filter whatsoever.

how will I know if he really loves me? I say a prayer in every heartbeat! how will I know if he’s thinking of me? I’m asking you cause you know about things

florida is a vastly different place before eight in the morning. especially in the fall, trees dyed red and orange as nature takes it’s time ringing in the next phase.

marcus stopped, hands on his knees as he bent over to gasp for air. he never associated flordia with the cold, but when you grow up in christchurch, anything less than boiling is cold.

he took a deep breath, pushing up the sleeves of his athletic sweater and stretching his arms as he began to walk down the quiet street. the off season was no joke. sure, he’s fucked around for a few weeks with some of the old ferrari boys, but now he finally had a chance to make something of himself.

to be a household name.

which meant that despite the outside temperature and the lack of desire tk do much, he needed to keep up the routine. the routine would keep him sane, keep him in fighting condition.

but first, he needed coffee. and indoor heating.

he pushed into the coffee shop on the corner, a quiet yet cozy set up with blown glass pumpkins on the shelves behind the counter, a garland of fake fall leaves strung up around the point-of-sale terminal. lo-fi covers of eighties arena rock played in the background, a tinny rendition inf of Springsteens ‘dancing in the dark’ echoing throughout the empty space.

empty except for one person.

at a table in the back corner, a petite woman of about twenty one sat cross legged, earbuds in and staring at a laptop as she hopped her head to whatever she was listening to and scribbled a few things down on her notebook page.

she sang under her breath as she bopped her head, and marcus could hear the fluctuating notes of “you sexy thing” clashing with the overhead music.

there was something about the care-free nature of her own little world that marcus found very endearing.

sliding a hand into his pants pockets, he turned back to the counter, tapping the bell on the counter to call for a barista.

at the sound, the girl in the corner jumped, apple earbuds falling out of her ears as she stumbled over the kanken backpack on the floor.

“fuck, give me just a second! sorry, we usually don’t get any traffic before eight in the morning.” she groaned, heading towards the counter, cuffs of her oversized jeans dragging on the floor. “it’s mid term season, you know how it is.”

“I don’t, actually.” marcus shrugged “I never went to university.”

the girl laughed, slipping behind the counter. “count yourself lucky. this is hell.” she took a breath, tying her hair in a loose ponytail behind her head. “what can I get you?”

“do you have just, normal coffees?” marcus chuckled, looking at the chalkboard menu on the wall. “something that my trainer won’t kill me for drinking?”

the girl behind the counter laughed, placing a hand over her heart. “someone under the age of thirty drinks normal coffee?”

“such is the life of a professional athlete.”

she smiled softly at him, and he felt his stomach churn as she tapped the tablet screen.

she was so pretty, in such a subtle, ordinary way. the kind that took no effort.

“espresso, latte, or americano?”

marcus placed his order, tapping his black amex card against the machine as she turned around to grab a paper coffee cup, a blue sharpie peeking out over her back pocket. she uncapped the marker, leaning over the counter and resting her elbows against the laminate.

“can I get a name for that?”

“that depends,” marcus grinned, mimicking her pose. his face was so close to her that she could have kissed him if she leaned a little closer. “can I get yours?”

“y/n.” she flushed, blush spreading across her cheeks.

“I’m marcus. nice to meet you, y/n.”

every morning after that, it was like there was an invisible string that kept dragging marcus back. he couldn't explain what pull that the small boutique cafe had, but every morning, like clockwork, he was slipping into the small store, hoping to catch a glimpse of the girl who had first caught his eye, sitting curled up in her small corner of the white marble space.

by the second day, he had worked up the courage to ask what she was studying. by the third day, she had memorized his order (americano with cream and cold foam) and by the fourth day, he was coming in early to help her use her study flash cards.

despite herself, y/n found herself longing for the kiwi, the mysterious athlete that had slipped so easily into her life despite it all, despite the obligations that she was sure had to things that weren't her.

it all felt too good to be true.

and you know what, one morning he never came in, and she felt her heart sink, even though there was no reason for it. it's not like he was her lover. he was just another customer.

one she had grown attached to.

of course, marcus had a good reason for not coming in that morning. he knew it was the day before her exam, and he wanted more than anything to be there and help her make sure she was ready. instead, he found himself at the airport, waiting for two different flights to land: james from new zealand, and clement from... well, he didn't actually know where clement was flying in from. sometimes, when it came to the eccentric frenchman, it was better not to ask. and

because he was such a good fucking friend, he was waiting in the arrivals line at the asscrack of dawn instead of ordering coffee. and once his friends had piled into the car, squishing suitcases and duffle bags into the sad excuse of a trunk, he got it into his head that he was going to go straight to the coffee shop.

"mate, you missed the turn to your house." clement frowned, tapping on the window. "where are you taking us?"

james smiled to himself, wiping the sweat off his brow. "he's taking us to see coffee shop girl."

"oh, shit. are you finally going to tell her you love her?"

"oh, fuck you both." marcus groaned, pulling into a parking space in front of the small shop, aptly named 'what's the tea?. "i'm not 'in love', but i want to know her better. she has a big exam tomorrow, and you guys know i've been helping her study, so i just want to make sure she feels okay about it."

clement snorted, sharing a look with james.

"simp." both men said at the same time, laughing hysterically as marcus stepped out of the car, flashing his middle finger at his comrades before he went inside.

when they were done laughing, clement and james followed him inside, greeted by a lo-fi version of 'you shook me all night long'. the cafe was busier than marcus had ever seen it, and there were three different girls working behind the counter today, the tables almost full. he spied y/n's backpack at a corner booth, tucked safely into the corner.

but there was no sign of y/n.

he waited in the line, james and clem behind him, and when he reached the counter, he couldn't hide his disappointment that she hadn't come to ask if he still wanted his usual order.

"what can i get you?" athena, the woman behind the counter asked him.

"hi, is y/n working today?"

athena grinned, leaning against the counter. "you're runner boy, aren't you?"

"he calls her coffee shop girl! they're made for each other!" clem shouted with a laugh, earning a small slap to the chest from james.

"she's in the back, she stepped out to take a break. today has been rough on her." athena smiles softly, stepping back. "i'll go get her for you."

he peeled away from the line, hands tapping his sides nervously as he watched athena duck into the back room. james clapped him in the shoulders, attempting to talk up his longtime friend.

when the door to the back room opened, and y/n emerged from the small break space, his heart stopped. her eyes were rimmed in red, as if she had been crying. her hair was loosely pinned back in a plastic clip, a minuscule droplet of water on her glasses.

and as soon as she saw him, she couldn’t help but smile.

“you came. I missed you this morning.” she said softly, making her way towards him, hands shyly hidden in the sleeves of her sweater.

marcus chuckled, gesturing towards clem and james. “yeah, I had to go pick up these two wankers from the airport.”

almost as if they had heard, both men turned towards the couple, waving their arms madly.

“he wants to jump your bones!” clement shouts before taking a sip of his fancy matcha drink, seductively winking at a blonde behind the bar

“please, pay them no mind.” marcus sighs as y/n starts to laugh. “I’ve known them since I was like, twelve. theyre harmless, just taking the piss.”

“don’t worry about it.” she smiles, brushing an errant strand of hair. “I think it’s charming.”

“your civil lit exam is tomorrow, right? how are you feeling?”

she exhaled, slipping both hands into her back pockets. “overwhelmed. but I think I can do it. i can definitely pass, just not sure by how much.”

feeling james and clems eyes boring into the back of his head, marcus took a deep breath, wringing his hands together. “hey, after your exam, maybe when your life has calmed down a little bit, do you want to grab a drink?”

she beamed, blushing pink as she reached for a cardboard heat sleeve, scribbling her number down on it. “yeah, I’d love that. do you want w coffee? the usual?”

she slipped the sleeve with her number on it onto the cup, her hand lingering over marcus’ as she passed him the cup.

when he went back to his friends, james and clem took one look at the scribbled digits on the side of the cup and burst out into cheers.

as they left the shop, he turned back, stealing a look at y/n as she slipped behind the bakery case. when she saw him, she gave him a smile, and a gentle wave.

and marcus waved back. maybe moving to florida wasn’t a bad thing after all.

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[ihni]

I wanna dance with somebody

For @harringrovesummerbingo, square B2, free space (I chose "dancing"). Rating: G, 1,8K.

Summary: Steve wants to dance with somebody. (Just a sweet and trouble-free moment at a bonfire at the end of summer.)

(Also on AO3)

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It was a warm night, for the middle of August. A moment at the end of summer; when nights start to darken enough that the sky will seem littered with stars, at least this far from the town’s artificial lights.

They were a mixed bunch of older teens and young adults who’d gotten together this evening – people who only months ago would never have been seen hanging out together. But living through supernatural events changes a person, and the bonds forged when fighting monsters together are strong. They were all survivors, and as such, they were out here now. Tonight was a celebration of making it through, as well as an acknowledgement that another eventful summer was ending. Soon, it would be back to normal. Business as usual.

They’d lit a bonfire on the gravelly shore of the quarry, which crackled merrily and sent sparks up to briefly join the starry sky. The fire lit up the beach and cast long shadows on the surroundings that might have seemed eerie to some, but despite what they had all been through, none of them worried on this night. Because the monster was dead, the portal was closed, and the shadows from the fire were just the absence of light. It was over, at least for the moment, and that was well worth celebrating.

Someone had brought a battery-operated boom-box and was playing a mixtape with a wide variety of songs. Metallica’s For Whom the Bell Tolls gave way to a-ha’s Take On Me, which was followed by Starship’s We Built This City. There seemed to be something for everyone, only proven by the way Steve Harrington’s face lit up with glee when the opening notes of Whitney Houston’s I Wanna Dance with Somebody started playing.

“Billy,” he said imploringly, eyes huge and sparkling, seeking out the blond where he was sitting between Robin and Argyle, with his boots digging into the stones at his feet.

“No,” Billy immediately said, shaking his head as Steve walked up to him. When Steve reached out a hand, he leaned back to avoid it. “Steve, no.”

“But baby,” Steve crooned and joined Whitney as she started singing the chorus, “I wanna dance with somebody,” Billy buried his face in his hands as the other people around the fire snickered, “I wanna feel the heat with somebody,” Steve made a little twirl and held out his hand again, pouting when Billy slapped it away, “Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody,” and grabbing Billy’s wrist, he leaned close as if Billy’s hand was a microphone as he finished off with, “With somebody who loves me!”

“I hate you,” Billy grumbled, his face red with embarrassment, which only caused more laughter around the fire. Steve stepped away to the beat of the music and turned to Robin, pulling her to her feet when she – with a pointed look in Billy’s direction – accepted the outstretched hand. She didn’t dance as much as provide support when the second verse started.

“I’ve been in love and lost my senses,” Steve said, pointing to Billy, whose ears were burning, “Spinning through the town.” He spun Robin around, laughing as she stumbled awkwardly. “Sooner or later, the fever ends, and I wind up feeling down.” He pouted again, and Robin assumed a faux-pitying face and patted him on the head, more than up for playing along with his antics.

“I need a man who’ll take the chance,” he continued, looking Billy in the eye and holding out his hand again in clear invitation, “On a love that burns hot enough to last.”

“So when the night falls!” a new voice cut in, and Eddie sprang up from the log where he’d been sitting curled up next to Chrissy and grabbed theatrically at his chest, “My lonely heart calls!” Everyone laughed when he took hold of Steve’s hand and assumed a dramatic pose as the chorus started up again.

“Oh, I wanna dance with somebody,” Steve sang, eyes glittering with mirth as Eddie flailed around him. “I wanna feel the heat with somebody.” More laughter as Eddie started lewdly humping Steve’s leg at the ‘heat’ part while sticking his tongue out in Billy’s direction. Billy’s whole face was red now. “Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody,” Steve continued with a shrug of his shoulders, “With somebody who loves me.” At that, Eddie pressed a big sloppy kiss to Steve’s forehead, drawing even more laughter from their friends, and then turned to Billy with raised eyebrows, like ‘yeah I did, what are you gonna do about it?’

No one was surprised when Billy stood up suddenly. He’d never been able to resist a challenge.

“Oh, I wanna dance with somebody,” Whitney continued from the tinny speakers as Billy stopped in front of the two dancing boys, raising his eyebrows right back at Eddie, who grinned but offered Billy his spot in front of Steve. “I wanna feel the heat,” Billy jumped in surprise and everyone laughed again when Eddie slapped his butt while walking past him to get back to his spot by Chrissy. “Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody,” Billy, face still red, hesitantly took Steve’s hands and pulled them apart in an awkward first move. Steve took pity on him and took a step back, drawing Billy along and pulling him in close enough to press a kiss on his nose. “With somebody who loves me.”

Billy’s face couldn’t get any redder, but he raised his chin in determination as the song continued, and held up Steve’s hand and twirled him around, before he started dancing around where Steve was standing. His moves were less smooth than Steve’s or Eddie’s, as he was obviously not used to dancing, but that didn’t stop him from giving it his best. Ignoring the cat-calls from around the fire, he jerked his hips in time with the music and clapped his hands above his head, fighting against a smile when Steve whistled appreciatively, “Oh yeah baby! Shake that thing!”

On the other side of the fire, Eddie had pulled Chrissy to her feet, and they too were dancing. The rest of them stayed sitting, but Heather had sidled up next to Robin and they were shaking their shoulders in time with the music, arms touching. Nancy was leaning her head on Jonathan’s shoulder as he raised his camera surreptitiously, trying to get the perfect photo of the dancing couples. Noticing this, Billy glared at him even as he twirled Steve around again, but Jonathan just grinned and took the shot. And Billy mustn’t have minded after all, because he just turned his attention back to Steve and continued dancing.

“Don’tcha wanna dance with me baby,” Whitney sang, and Steve belted out the words right along with her. “Don’tcha wanna dance with me boy?”

“I really don’t,” Billy answered, smiling now. “But I’ll do it for you.”

“Don’tcha wanna dance, say you wanna dance, don’tcha wanna dance,” Steve and Whitney continued, shaking his head so his hair almost slapped Billy in the face.

Billy laughed and backed up, but smoothly turned it into a dance move instead, pulling Steve against him, back to chest. Wrapping his arms around him in what was more embracing than dancing, he leaned in close and sang along to the song, low enough that Steve was the only one who heard, “With somebody who loves you.” He pressed a light kiss to Steve’s ear and then, just as the song ended, twirled them both around and dipped Steve low with one hand out. Steve shrieked in delight and twisted in Billy’s grip, hanging on to his shoulders for dear life. But he couldn’t help the laughter bubbling out of him as Billy’s eyes glittered in the light of the fire and effortlessly held him up in a grandiose finish.

They held their pose as the last note rang out in the night air, and then, to the sound of their friends’ cheering and applause, they stood back up and accepted the praise. Billy, taking a leaf out of Eddie’s book of good manners, bowed and kissed Steve’s hand, and Steve snorted out a laugh and pulled his boyfriend in for a proper kiss instead, which elicited both coos and groans from around them.

“Come on guys,” someone said, “get a room!”

Billy gave them the finger without looking, and then pulled back from Steve only to lean in again and press another kiss to his lips demonstratively with a loud smack. “If you didn’t want a show, you shouldn’t have bullied me into dancing.”

“We didn’t bully you,” came Eddie’s insistence from where he was moving along to the next song with Chrissy. “We just … gently encouraged you.”

“By putting your hands all over my boyfriend,” Billy growled, but with an amused spark in his eye.

“Well can you blame me?” Eddie said even as he swayed Chrissy to and fro, holding her smaller frame close. “Look at him! When a handsome man like that asks you to dance, you don’t say no, Billy! Or someone else might take the chance instead.”

Billy stuck out his tongue at Eddie like they were toddlers at the playground, which led to more laughter. Steve laughed too, but threw an arm around Billy’s shoulders and scolded his friends, “Stop teasing him. I’ll never get him to dance again, at this rate!”

“If it means we don’t have to watch whatever travesty those moves were, I’m fine with it,” Eddie said, but quieted down as Chrissy grabbed his face between her hands and told him to behave. He beamed at her, obviously smitten, and promised to play nice.

As everyone started settling back down around the fire, Billy leaned in and whispered in Steve’s ear, “I wouldn’t say never, pretty boy.”

“Yeah?”

“I mean. In the right circumstances, I could be persuaded.”

Turning his head so that he was facing Billy, Steve raised his eyebrows and asked through a smile, “Out of curiosity, what would those circumstances be?”

Billy bit his lip. “Well first of all, no audience next time.”

“Is this your way of offering me a private dance?”

“Mmm. What if it is?”

“You know we can hear you, right?” Robin interrupted, motioning to herself and Heather who were sitting on the log only a couple of feet away. “We’re literally right here. And you’re not subtle.”

“Or quiet,” Heather added, and leaned forward, making herself comfortable with her elbows on her knees and chin resting in her hands. “But please, continue. It was just getting good.”

“Good?”

“Good as in X-rated.”

“You wish,” Billy quipped.

“I wouldn’t mind,” she said angelically.

They continued their banter to the backdrop of laughter and music, as the bonfire kept on sending its sparks towards the star-littered sky over the quarry. And none of them had any worries, because it was a night of celebration, and they’d all made it through.

[loveroflewdity]

I know it's been forever but HEAR ME OUT:

LIs but they've had a crush on you for awhile; just found this in my drafts, decided to work a bit more on it and put it out lol

Also these will all be AFAB PC and they/them for LIs, oh and 18+ lol

Sydney (Pure to Corrupted)

You and Sydney have been in the same classes for forever, but while you're the hot popular chick they're just the shy nerd in the corner desperately struggling to keep their eyes off your curves and focus on their classes

They want you sooooo bad, but they know it's sinful to have thoughts like this, so the confessionals (?) have heard all about you over and over again, they even have an idea of what you look like because sweet Syd talks too much when they're 'repenting'

If you join the church they're trying their best not to eavesdrop on your confessions, sweeping the same patch of dust the entire time and blushing

I like to think that once you start walking to school together and eating lunch together and everything they become more confident, and start finding excuses to touch you

Of course they're already writing on your shoulders, arms, anywhere you'll let them, just to have a chance to touch you for a bit longer than they should be for someone so pious, but you wish they'd touch you even more so you hatch a plan

One day you ask them for help getting into something you're trying on and they come in looking like they're two steps away from fainting, they're so sweaty and flushed and hard/wet that you can immediately tell they're into you

So you pin them to the wall and toy with them, pushing your tits up against their chest while stroking their thighs till they cum in their pants/skirt because they are more turned on than they've ever been in their life and are then corrupted ;)

Kylar (they're so pathetic I love them)

Similar to Sydney, Kylar's been REALLY into you since as long as they can remember, but it wasn't till recently that they started stalking you

Despite your popularity and Kylar's lack of it, everyone knows that you and Kylar are a package deal and no longer make fun of you for it, although they definitely bully Kylar for it

You've known about their crush forever, but haven't felt the same until recently when Kylar started to be more forward about it

You share swimming class with each other, and have caught Kylar peeking on you numerous times but have never really been bothered by it, almost flattered in a weird way, until you decide that you'd rather be an active participant in their obsession with you

So you sit by them at lunch like usual, leaning your head on their shoulder while you eat, they're blushing a little but not enough for your taste, so you try feeding them some of your food, flirting with them until they get so flustered they run off, and you know you've got them where you want them

Unsurprisingly, they ran out behind the school to their favorite stump, and as you exit the doors you can see sweat dripping down their face and a bulge/wet spot in their clothes, smiling sweetly at them as you approach

They're still so flustered but before they can say anything you swoop down and kiss them, cupping their cheeks as they whimper

You slide a hand down their chest until you reach their waistband, slipping your fingers underneath to stroke them as they moan, clenching their legs around you

Something changes in their eyes, and you only have a moment's notice before they're pinning you to the grass, groping your tits and pressing into you tightly, kissing you frantically as they grind against you

It isn't long before they cum, soaking the two of you, a little bit earlier than they would have liked, but they offer to reciprocate, before you can answer however the lunch bell rings and you run to your history class shooting them a flirty wink over your shoulder ;)

Whitney (this one is actually so sweet)

To Whitney, you should be just another slut, a plaything of theirs that they can use whenever, wherever, but that's not the case

You're slightly older than Whitney, so they remember seeing you around as a child, the cute girl who always seemed to be smiling at everyone

They remember hoping desperately that you'd smile at them, and eventually you did, there was a short period of time where you and Whitney would play together as kids, before they became the asshole they are now (<3)

Sometimes they wonder if you remember that you were their only friend at one point, they wonder if the girl who smiled at them would still do so knowing what they do to you everyday

And what don't they do? They're obsessed with your body, coming up behind you and groping your tits, pulling your hair to get you to eat them out/suck them off, stealing your clothes, etc.

But after every time they use you, you still smile at them, covered in cum, tears, sweat, tired out of your mind

One of the days that you come up to them in the rain, you give them a milkshake, and they let you have some of their cigarette in turn, watching you smoke with their eyes trained on your lips, eyes focused and face slightly flushed

When you give them back the cig, you find their lips on yours almost immediately, they taste like smoke and strawberry as they push you against a nearby tree

They suck on your neck, being uncharacteristically gentle as their hand comes to tug aside your panties and finger you slowly

You attempt to touch them in return, but they knock your hand away, and mumble something about letting them service you for once as your thighs tighten around them

When you recover from cumming, you kiss them greedily, as they finally let you stroke them to completion, you bite their neck, leaving a mark on them in turn ;)

Robin (high confidence, also could be OOC)

It's obvious that Robin's had a crush on you forever, you two were raised together and were basically inseparable your entire lives

They spent most of it doubtful that you'd ever like them back, they were too insecure until you began helping them with Bailey's payments, slowly cultivating an urge to protect you in whatever way they could since you already do so much for them

It starts slowly at first, you don't even really notice as they start to become more affectionate with you, brushing it off as your close friend being lonely or in need of comfort

But as their confidence grows, they're getting bolder and bolder, now they take any chance they can to 'show you how to play', having you sit on their lap because you'd block the screen otherwise, hugging you tightly from behind when they see you in the kitchen, pulling you along by the hand to go set up their lemonade stand

You ask them to go to a movie with you, and surprisingly they suggest a horror movie, they've always been afraid of them before and you two would cling to each other whenever you watched them

This time though, they don't falter at all, and hold you tightly to them when you jump, petting your hair and rubbing your sides until the movie is over

That's when you start to realize that something's different, you begin to view them romantically, and they flirt with you more openly when they see you blushing

Things come to a head when you accidentally intrude on them in the bath, but instead of letting you leave, they ask you to join

It's been a long time since you've bathed together, but it's entirely different now that you're both 18, as you nervously settle in across from them, they pull you close to them until you're between their legs, chests pressed against each other, they smile so endearingly at you before kissing you lovingly, deeply, adoringly, when you both pull away they confess their love for you

When you tell them you return their feelings, they grin and pull you tighter to kiss you again, causing your naked ground to grind against each other as they moan

They blush as they realize the situation, making a move to get out before you push them down, repeating their earlier words as you ask them to stay

Your hand sneaks below you, rubbing their cock/cunt as their eyes flutter, you kiss them again, speeding up your hand movements before they stop you, asking if they can finger you as well

They're surprisingly good at it for how little experience they have, and it isn't long before you're removing their hand so that you two can grind against each other/they can slip inside you, your bodies moving against each other until you cum, hands clasped together and loving smiles on your faces ;)

Alex (you're their favorite worker and their only worker)

Alex is older than you by a couple years, no longer the age to have been in school, yet you've got them feeling like a teenager from the way their chest tightens around you

There's something so delicate about you, even when you're clearing debris out of the fields, wrangling the animals, you look like a sweet blossom to them

At night, they can't help but touch themself, thinking of all the ways your dress swishes around your thighs (who wears a dress that short to farm?) and the way you stare when they take their shirt off (needy)

Once you clear the final field, they ask you to have some drinks with them to celebrate, some homemade sweet wine they made just for you, to get you all loose and happy, moreso than you already are with that bright smile

They let you stay the night, the two of you sharing their bed as the crickets chirp and various snores of animals lull you both to sleep

When you wake up the next morning, you're shocked to see a bare chest beneath you, and the feeling of a bulge/wetness down below the sheets, when you reach out to touch them their face contorts into a smirk as their eyes open, clearly already awake

They wink at your stunned face before their hands come up to grab your hips, squeezing them, before reorienting you to press against their groin, asking you if you'd be willing to help them out again, since you're so good at helping them with the farm

When you nod, their hands tighten around your hips, and they lean in to kiss you slowly and deeply, grinding against you in slow circles

Their eyes are heated as they look up at you, slick sounds emanating from where you two move, teasing you quietly about how wet you are, telling you how beautiful you look, thrusting up against your core as you moan

When the two of you cum, it's a pulsing wave, your muscles constricting around each other as you kiss in the morning light, the sloppy movements and noises coming to a halt as you both breathe, from outside a rooster crows and you know that you'll have to get up soon, but for today the animals can wait a couple minutes ;)

Sorry for any changes in quality, when I first wrote this I had Sydney and part of Kylar done but the rest was all tonight so it's probably way different, some characters might be OOC because I haven't finished Alex, Whitney, or Robin's stuff yet, so here's hoping I did them some amount of justice lol

Let me know if you want to see more from me or have any requests, I'm willing to write whatever as long as I've got ideas and time and energy lol

[100-sexiest]

Current list of nominations ready for voting to find the most goonable celeb of 2023. Further suggestions can be sent via DM to @100-sexiest and voting will begin Jan 1st

Addison Rae

Alena Shishkova

Alexa Bliss

Alexis Ren

Alice Chater

Alice Delish

Alla Bruletova

Amara Cordova

Amber Heard

Amelie Zilber

Amouranth

Amy Childs

Amy Schumer

Ana De Armas

Angela White

Anna Kendrick

Anna Nystrom

Anne Hathaway

Anya Taylor-Joy

Anyuta Rai

Ariana Grande

Aspen Mansfield

Asuna Yuuki

Aubrey Plaza

Autumn Falls

Ava Max

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Bella Hadid

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Belle Delphine

Belle Poarch

Bhad Bhabie

Billie Faiers

Breckie Hill

Britney Spears

Camilo Cabello

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Carmen Electra

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Charly Jordan

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Chloe Khan

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Chloe Sims

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Corinna Kopf

Courtney Stodden

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Danielle Mason

Demi Rose

Dove Cameron

Elisha Herbert

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Elizabeth Olsen

Emilia Clarke

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Emma Roberts

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Paige Thorn

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Paris Hilton

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Pixie Lott

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Poppy

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